55- The Prestige, Brazil, and E.T

Things get weird and confusing on this week’s episode as we discuss magic, aliens, and retro-future fantasies!  

Intro (Starts at 00:00)

Alex– The Prestige (1:59)

Jamie’s Communal Film- Brazil (9:26)

#52PickUp– E.T. The Extraterrestrial (22:42)

Close (30:50)

Links:

The Prestige – Hiding in Plain Sight

E.T.’s CGI changes

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My Cancer Story Ch. 6 “The Chemo Fallout”

Chapter 6: The Chemo Fallout

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It was a standard Monday night. The chemo was kicking my ass but the Marinol made me actually want to eat. My parents had to go back home and all that was just the TV and me. Vanna White kept me awake long enough to remember that my friend Brad’s parents, Don and Sue (lovely people), had purchased me a snack “goodie bag.” In it, a party-sized bag of the original Nacho Cheese Doritos. Well, this particular night I decided to revel and dive into the childhood favorite (with an assist from the previously mentioned miracle drug).

 

I nearly ate the entire bag in one three-hour-long sitting. The “fat boy” mentality doesn’t work if you’re taking chemotherapy. As I held my stomach in agony on my fully adjustable hospital bed, I said simply: “Bad fat boy.”Read More »